Okay, here's your giggles and joy for this one.

There's something I learned today. Yep, I learned something…Vlad likes to wake up toooooo early for day of 'treating me out'. In a sense, he wants to spend his time with me the entire day.

Fruitloop. There's a reason why I gave you the damn name and he hasn't figured it out yet.

"VLAD! I want to go back to sleep! Can't it wait for another hour or something?" I groaned and tried to hide under the blanket cover.

He sighed, "Daniel, we are not sleeping the day away! You need to get out of bed now." He whipped the blanket away from my grip.

I groaned and grabbed a random pillow to hide my face.

"Go away, Vlad."

"Obviously someone is nervous today."

"No, we really didn't get much sleep."

"We slept enough of nine hours! How much sleep do you possibly want?"

"Thirteen hours of sleep."

"Forget it, Daniel, that's just wasting the day away. Now, get off the bed or I'm undressing you."

I threw the pillow at face, "You wouldn't!"

"Oh, I would, Daniel. We have a date plan and I intend that you are going to enjoy it. Now, get off and get dress."

I noticed he caught the pillow. Of course, with Vlad who's perky in the morning and it's driving me insane.

"Come on! Can't we do it tomorrow? I know we didn't really sleep nine hours because we missed two hours because of Maddie's birth and another hour I woke up and we were fighting for a while. Do you really think we slept nine hours? Come on, you're not even in your-" And then, I shuts up when I realized he's in his causal clothes and damn, it made him look…normal.

"I'm not even in my what, Daniel?" He hummed curiously.

I groaned, "I was going to say in your regular clothes, but dammit…fine, but next time, let me sleep in!"

He hummed in his own victory success. Hm! I'll let him think of that for now and I started to head into the bathroom to freshen up and stuff.

While brushing my teeth, I couldn't really stop thinking much about that family part. Vlad really seemed to adore the second baby? Everyone looked so happy, I can't even change that at all. If this date turns out well, I might have to go for the second date to be sure…maybe the Europe would give me an answer somehow.

"I will be down to the breakfast, it seems like your mother is freezing."

I sighed as I put on my shirt, "Fine, but I better not hear any touching or any of that crap!"

"I ensure you I will not without your permission, Daniel."

My eyes rolled and heard he was finally walking away. I just get into my comfortable clothes and wondered why he hasn't decided to choose regular clothes. What kind of a date was this-

I froze and my head shook. No, I'm just considering it as a typical quality time with him. Yeah, he's probably going to take me a store to change into something more sophisticated to wear or more gentlemen looking. That's it, then he's going to take me to an opera show if that's what he's going to try. Yup, that's what he's going to do.

For once, I'm just shocked to be even up this early other than school. I never slept this good in two straight weeks! Okay, there are some benefits for being here as typical. There's something about that dream that bothered me, the way Vlad adored me as well. Does he really love me? He says it time and time again. I saw myself and how happy I was. Our first son called me mom…I gave him my nickname that Vlad gave me. It didn't make any sense, but I couldn't really exactly picture a sense of the second baby. We had another boy…probably not until the first child is three or four or something.

But, I really looked happy! Ugh, it's so confusing! I started to head out of the bathroom, the bedroom, and joined into the hallway. I saw Jazz coming down and grinned. She would be perfect to talk to again and I walked up with her.

"Hey Jazz, mind if we talk again?" I bit my lip nervously.

She grinned, "Of course, Danny. What would you like to talk about this time?"

I rubbed the back of my head, "Um, can we do it privately?" I chuckled.

She nodded and gestured to my room, "That's fine, whatever makes you comfortable."

Great…even the bedroom, no one has seen Vlad and my room much, and I wanted to remain that way. Although, Jazz seemed to be curious and there wasn't anything to hide. I did see her room, so it had to be fair. I let her come in and closed the door behind me. She observed the room to her pleasing and nodded at much of a good delight.

"So, where would you like to sit?"

I sighed, "Is the bed fine with you?"

"Uh, um…you guys haven't…um…did you?"

I blinked and couldn't believe where her mind went.

"NO!" I was grossed off, "I refused for that jerk to do anything like he did to mom! Besides, all he's been doing is hugging me and touching my hair. I only took care of Cat Maddie and her litters." I shrugged.

She chuckled and sighed a relieving moment, "Oh, then that's fine we sit there." She nodded a couple of times.

We sat down on the bed and my legs automatically crossed. Ugh, I have got to stop doing that so often…I blame Vlad.

"So, what is it this time, little brother? Vlad again?"

I sighed, "Kinda."

"Hm, I had a dream about our son." I muttered.

She grinned, "That doesn't sound bad at all."

I snorted, "Yeah, but it's weirder as I go in my dream. I was holding my second baby, Jazz, but mom wasn't tired and she was older too. Our first son came up and called me mom. Vlad adored both the baby and me. I don't know…I like it, but having two kids?"

She nodded and heard me out typically. She's someone I can easily talk to and I haven't exactly figured out what to do next.

"Sounds like a lovely dream. If you think you're seeing the future, it's how you want them to be, Danny."

I awed very little inside me, "…so, I'm dreaming because I want Vlad to love me and that I be called mommy?" I scratched my head.

She shook her head, "No, how you expect Vlad to behave and how you reflect yourself around others."

I never came to realize that much before. It was interesting to see the adoring Vlad, I wanted it more, and the way I talked about things was something else. It eased some of the tension.

"…well, that would make sense with you and Tucker in the dream was something unusual."

"I was in your dream?" Jazz peered in.

I nodded, "Yeah."

"…What were Tucker and I doing?"

I shrugged, "Tucker was really close to you, I thought that was kind of something else."

Jazz nodded lightly a few times, "Yeah, but just focus on dealing with Vlad for now. He is your mate."

I sighed. She had to remind me. Our late night conversation was quite a turn and how much it felt unfair. I wanted to teach my kids their ghost powers, show them the good things in using them, and now, Vlad has to be a part of raising this one baby in near future.

"…great. Now, I don't feel like going out on a stupid date." I muttered and my arms crossed up poorly.

"Oh! You guys are going on a date? Awe!"

I gawked at her. For an older sister, there's no way I wanted her to be like this! Ugh, this was sooooo not what I want lately.

"No! You should be saying that Vlad is breaking the sex predator crap or something!"

Jazz sighed and still grinned, "Danny, sure, I'd report Vlad for being a pedophile. However, we wouldn't be exactly settling for the both ghosts half you guys are. Vlad would do anything to get out, but it would remain on his profile for life. I have to think of the ghosts' expectation and their standards."

I felt like yanking, crying, and just beat up some ghosts. No, instead, I have to take the stupid reality crap and wishing to make it work out.

"So, if he was completely human, you'd report him?"

She nodded, "Of course, but unfortunately, he's your rarest kind as you are."

I shook my head, "Seriously, I rather fall in love with Ember over Vlad."

She chuckled, "But, isn't she dating Skulker?"

I nodded, "Yeah, but I can make Skulker look terrible."

"…now, this begins to make sense now." She rubbed her chin.

Make what sense? Oh, crap, I don't like it when Jazz gets into an idea or worse, plan! Why couldn't I ever get a break for once? That's all I ever asked. Instead, it's all attacking me and my body dropped onto the bed. Just wishing to forget about this, that I haven't even asked Jazz to talk, and I made it worse. I regretted this each moment.

"Oh, god, no!" My head shook like crazy, refusing whatever she's up to!

Her hands on her hips, "I believe this is for your own good, you need to make friends that are attracted to same genders. So, what we can do is locate the gay clubs for you and Tucker can take you out to those places." She insisted on it.

My hands covered my face, "No."

"But, Danny! You need to be able to express your sexuality! You claim to be straight and have interests in girls, but you really don't have many plans. You are afraid of loving males! Honestly, there is nothing wrong being one!"

"…shut up, Jazz. Ugh, next time, I am so not talking about date stuff around you."

She was extremely disappointed and looked away since I wouldn't approve of her idea or plan whatsoever. Seriously, it hurts…

"…dad was in my dream. He says he saw me transforms to Phantom. He's not happy about what Vlad did, but he thinks it's alright now. He says he's some sort of ghosts, but no one could see him. I thought he was talking about invisibility, but he said that it's one of those ghosts you can never see at all. He's a spirit, but I don't believe it, Jazz! I don't!" I wanted to cry and wanted him back deeply.

It's been quiet for two seconds. The man who raised us for almost our entire lives was gone, but I chose not to believe it.

"Dad was in my dream last month. He said that he's happy that you're Danny Phantom, but he mentioned something about Vlad was up to something to make you happy." She whispered.

My hands moved away from my face and saw Jazz, already choking on her tears. I hugged her and wiped her tears away. I hushed her and thought about her words.

"Why didn't you tell me, Jazz?"

"You-you sounded so busy with school at the time and have too much to deal with, even with the ghosts fight. I thought it was probably a dream and nothing serious."

"Jazz, I'm always going to have time for you. I can't abandon you or dad or anyone I love and care about."

She shook her head, "Danny, you're putting up so much. Your education isn't what it used to be. Your ghosts fighting are becoming more frequently and you barely have the time to sleep and eat. You have been putting up with the public and the media, putting up with your fans and haters of Danny Phantom, and more. Let alone that you're overwhelmed with everything that's going on, I don't want to be adding more stress on you." She sighed roughly as she seemed like the world shifted off her shoulders, "All of this is so much for you to handle, Danny."

They were true. All of it. I gulped down and knew it was much of a challenge of my life. The day I became a half ghost was the day my life had to gain responsibilities for everything. Sure, I had some good things about myself, but in the end, I practically gave up on what I wanted. I have given up my fun, my sleep, food, allowances, dating, normal activities, defending my Fenton side with the bullies, and little things I didn't really need. I had to drop it all so I could pass my education, keep the town protected, struggled stay awake when needed, and more. People would say things and I'd take them in, I buried in all the cruel words down, and felt like being forced to shove it all in. It was like the desperation of survival and all because I'm a kid who's fighting against all evil ghosts and now, becoming a mother thanks to Vlad. I didn't really need another thing to be added onto my list of my life.

It just becomes too much now. I lost control. I had forgotten how to be a human for once, but I also forgot how to be a ghost as well. How can I truly ever balance between the two lives and make it right again? I should have died at the age of fourteen by going into that stupid ghost portal. I should have died when using my parents' ecto-skeleton. I should have died when Clockwork had the power. I should have died by a vicious murder named Dan. I could have died all of that time, but I continued to live. Why do I even linger to live for my life? What did I even get in return? Insults, bruises, interruptions, accused, humiliated, dragged out, punished, and many more. Hatred, dislike, destroyed, unwanted, unwelcomed, and so many times over and over again that I kept going on. Of course, there's something I always say to everyone…

"I'm fine, Jazz, really. I always have time for you and besides, I don't really care what everyone else says about me or do to me. I know I'm doing the right thing." I smiled slightly.

She frowned, "Danny, you are not fine. Do not even trick me that alone and even I know that in my field of psychologist." Her head shook in great disappointment.

I rubbed her arm and kissed her forehead, "I promise you, I'm fine. Really, it's nothing."

"No, Danny, you're always out of balance with everything and even Sam points out how things are. Tucker has too. You're all over the place and I think Vlad is doing the best thing for you. Please, go on a date with him and enjoy it. I mean it!"

Sometimes, when a big sister cares a lot and worries often, there's something about their successful plans about something with their younger brother. Jazz tends to make sure I have a small decency and normal life style. Of course, that didn't last much when I was fourteen when she tried.

"You are nosy, you know? And Fine! I will try to enjoy it! Happy now?"

She nodded, "Yes, because I want you to enjoy being with Vlad and hopefully, both of you will kiss." She giggled.

I gasped, "Not that far in relationship!"

"You already know how to kiss because of Paulina and Valerie, what are you so worried about?"

I blinked, "…one, I was really kissing Kitten. Two, Valerie and I never kissed. Only on a cheek."

"Hm, what about Sam?"

"That doesn't count; it's a fake out make out kiss."

She hummed, "If you say so. However, you should be able to kiss Vlad just fine."

My eyes rolled and couldn't believe the impossible and nosy sister I have.

"If I ever do kiss, I'm not saying a word of it." I glared at her.

She pouted, "Awe, come on, Danny! It's fun to know who kissed who!"

I gagged, "Ugh! I'll be his mate if it takes to survive or not be destroyed or be dangerous, but it will not mean kissing!"

Jazz whistled childishly, honestly, she's aging backward, not really her own age. Sometimes, I need Youngblood to save the trouble here. I huffed miserably and couldn't believe. Jazz picked up my selves and gave me a look.

"Is this what you're wearing on a date?"

"Uh, yes?"

She shook her head, "This is unacceptable!"

"But-"

"Vlad is taking you on a date! Now, get into something more appropriate."

"But-"

"NOW! Change!"

I groaned and walked into the stupid closet. Dammit, Jazz, let me finish first!

"But Jazz!"

"You're getting into something nicer than that, Danny and you're going on a date with Vlad!"

"Jazz!"

"You're not getting out of this! He's your mate and I don't care if you claim to be straight or thinks this is unfair."

Soon enough, I gave up and let her think of it for now. Sometimes, she needs to listen in some part and other times…shut her mouth tight. It's bad enough when she tends to be controlling of my life. So, I hopped into a pair of skinny jeans, a white collar shirt, and a typical sweater vest that had a good blue. Jazz picked out the shoes which were like dance shoes, but I couldn't get her to listen to me. She insisted on it and I had no clue why. Did I miss the new memo of how to dress properly for a date or something? I'm lost lately.

Now, Jazz's trying to fix up my hair and I kept slapping her hands away!

"JAZZ! You leave my hair alone! It stays that way! I mean-hey no! Don't! Jazz! Cut it out! It's staying that w- NO! Stop! IT! Jazz! I'm telling yo- stop! Please! It's my hair and it doesn't go- hey! Stop it! Ugh! I don't like that kind of a style, it's not me! Quit it, Jazz! Hey, wait what no! Stop! Vlad likes it this way!"

That's when Jazz finally stopped and I had no clue why. My hands hovered my head and hair to see if she's tricking me.

"He likes it this way?"

"Yes."

"Hm, I supposed I can leave your hair alone, but can't you fix it up a little?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Oh, please! I want you guys to have a perfect date!"

My head shook, "No, you already got me into these ridiculous clothes."

"Fine, but if Vlad doesn't like your hair this way, I'm fixing it for the next date!"

Gee, thanks for the warning, Jazz. Now, I will keep her out of it and be able to dress up however I want to. Sometimes, I don't ever get girls and their obsessions for a perfect date or anything. She linked my arm with hers and started to drag me out of the bedroom already. I saw the mother cat and her litters, how sleepy they were, and I adored them. I thought about what Vlad told me and maybe it won't be so bad. In the end, it's going to work out and Jazz was the one making me all nervous now.

Great, I can't wait to see Vlad laughing at me in these clothes. He will think I'm insane or desperate as enough. For once, why can't I do what I want? Jazz must seriously think it's one of those fancy dates, doesn't she?

Here we walked down this very hallway that leads to the dining room and something came to mind.

Reviews? Thoughts? Hopefully, I'll have the next chapter out by tomorrow or the day after that. Maybe on Valentine's day, maybe. (: